The Original Delta Blues
Compilation - 30 giugno 1998 - Debaser id 83170

I went down to the station
I leaned up against the door

I said I went down to the station
I leaned up against the door

I know the Empire State
Everytime I hear her blow

I asked the depot agent
Let me ride, let me ride, ride the blinds

I asked the depot agent
Let me ride the blinds

He said I wouldn’t mind it son
But this here Empire State ain’t mine

That Empire State
She runs on Eastern, runs on Eastern, Eastern Time

I said that Empire State
She runs on Eastern Time

She’s the rollingest baby
In the New York Central Line

She’s got a mean old fireman
And a lowdown engine, lowdown engine, engineer

She’s got a mean old fireman
And a lowdown engineer

She’s taken my baby away from me
And left me standin’ here

Enginer blow the whistle
Foreman he ring, fireman ring, ring the bell

Engineer blows the whistle
And the fireman he rings the bell

There’s my baby on board
Waving me ‘Fare thee well’

You outta hear what
That mean old train, mean old train, train will do

You outta hear what
That mean old train will do

Take your baby away
And choke back smoke at you

mmm Pearline, Pearline
yeah oh Pearline
matter with you?
Don't care what I do

(hums next few verses)

Love you Pearline
Love you Pearline
I love you Pearline

Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Now God walked down in the cool of the day, and called Adam by his name
But he refused to answer, 'cause he was naked and ashamed
So, tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Now Christ had 12 apostles, and three he laid away
He said "Watch for me one hour, while I go yonder and pray"
And tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Mary Margaret they were there, and they heard every word he said
Said "Go tell my disciples, I said meet me in Galilee"
And tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals
Who's that writin', John the Revelator
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator
Who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the book of the seven seals

I got a letter this mornin', how do ya- ya reckon it read?
It said, "Hurry, the girl you love is dead."
I got a letter this mornin'. Mmh, how do you reckon it read?
You know, it said, "Hurry hurry, how come the gal you love is dead?"

Oh, I grabbed up my suitcase, took off down the road.
When I got there she's layin' on a coolin' board.
I grabbed up my suitcase, and I said and I took off down the road.
I said, but when I got there, mm she was layin' on a coolin' board.

Well, I walked up right close, looked down in her face.
Said, "The good ole gal got to lay here 'til the Judgement Day."
I walked up right close, and I said, I looked down in her face.
I said, "The good ole girl, she got to lay here 'til the Judgement Day."

Looked like it was 10,000 people standin' 'round the buryin' ground.
I didn't know I loved her 'til they laid her down.
Looked like 10,000 were standin' 'round the buryin' ground.
You know I didn't know that I loved her 'til they began to let her down.

Well, I folded up my arms, I slowly walked away.
I say, "Farewell honey, I'll see you Judgement Day."
Yeah, y- oh yes I walked away.
I said, "Farewell, farewell, mm I'll see you Judgement Day."

You know I didn't feel so bad, 'til the good ole sun went down.
I didn't have a soul to throw my arms around.
I didn't feel so bad, until the good ole sun went down.
Mmmmhmm, mmmhhh.

You know it's so hard to love someone don't love you.
Ain't satisfaction, don't care, ah, what you do.
Yeah, it's so hard, mhh love someone don't love you.
You know, look like it ain't satisfaction, mm don't care what you do.

Well I got up this mornin', the break of day.
Jus' huggin' the pillows she used to lay.
I said soo, this mornin', mmm yes the break of day.
You know I'd hug the pillow, mmh hmm my good gal used to lay.

Mhhn I got up this mornin' feelin' 'round for mah shoes.
You I musta had them walkin' blues.
Soo, this mornin', ah feelin' 'round for mah shoes.
You know, I musta had the walkin' blues.

Oh hush! Thought I heard her call my name.
It wasn’t so loud, so nice and plain.
Yeah, mmmmmhmm
Mmhhhmmm mhhmhm.